Mr. Rolce!

"This eyeball is not the eyeball of a Gold-rank monster!"

"It's just the eyeball of an ordinary Brass-rank monster!"

"That monster is called the Ink Octopus!"

"It's a monster that can only be found along the coast of the Empire. Meanwhile, Saint Laurent City is at the northernmost part of the Empire, far from the sea. Thus, you wouldn't recognise it!"

Although the adventurer seemed to be right and could even say the name of the monster…

… there were still some who were unconvinced!

"Then according to what you said, how did you recognise it?"

The adventurer smiled confidently, as if he knew that there would be people who doubted him, and said, "There's a seafood restaurant in Saint Karls City. I've seen that kind of octopus before when I went there for a mission!"

"The eyeball of that octopus was exactly the same as this one!"

Saint Karls City was located in the south of Saint Laurent City. As compared to the poor Saint Laurent City…

Saint Karls City was much richer.

For example, there were no seafood restaurants in Saint Laurent City.

Thus, they would naturally not encounter creatures like the Ink Octopus.

The adventurer looked around and spoke disdainfully.

"Now, what other questions do you have?"

Now, even those who were unconvinced did not speak.

There was no other reason, for he spoke with great credibility.

After all, Saint Karls City was just nearby, and many people in Saint Laurent City had been there. Thus, it was very easy to verify this if they wanted to.

Therefore, unless he spoke at the risk of being exposed, what he said should be true.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted.

"Sir, how much is this Ink Octopus's eyeball worth?"

Upon hearing this question, the adventurer scoffed.

"How much can the eyeball of a Brass-rank monster be worth?!"

"If we must talk about the price, it's only worth one Brass Coin!"

After knowing that the eyeball in James's hand was only worth one Brass Coin, everyone looked at James differently.

"So it's only worth one Brass Coin!"

"If it's only worth one Brass Coin, then it's too cheap. There's no need to even exchange it for money!"

"Indeed, if it's only worth one Brass Coin, then there's no need for that!"

"What's the point of taking out such a trashy item? He was even mocked for nothing!"

"That's right. It's embarrassing to take out such trash!"

"Don't say that. What if other people aren't even able to produce an ink octopus?"

"That's not only embarrassing. That person would also be a bumpkin!"

These were people who had just been mocked for being ignorant.

Since they couldn't win against others, they could only vent their anger on Mr. James.

After all, if he hadn't taken the item out, this wouldn't have happened.

However, they had completely forgotten something.

They did not recognize that it was the eyeball of the Ink Octopus either.

Moreover, they were the ones who came up to them. No one forced them to do so.

Upon hearing this, Jason seemed to realize that he had made a mistake. He said apologetically to James and said, "I'm sorry, James. I didn't know that things would turn out like this!"

"It's alright," said James with a smile.

He naturally did not care about the mockery from the people around him.

Although he didn't know what creature this eyeball belonged to, he was sure that it wasn't simple.

After all, the eyeball of a Brass-rank monster was not worthy of sacrifice.

Offering this item to the Evil God was an insult to the Evil God.

Furthermore, James was sure no one in the world would dare insult the Evil God.

If they dared to insult the Evil God, they would definitely incur the wrath of the Evil God.

And no one in this world could withstand the wrath of the Evil God.

Hence, he did not panic at all. As long as he waited for the professional to appraise this item, these mocking people would naturally be slapped in the face!

"The appraiser is here!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.

Then, the crowd automatically opened up a path for them.

An old man walked in front, followed by several others.

They were all wearing the same uniform.

This uniform was the proof of the Adventurer's Guild's appraiser.

"Gasp! Isn't this Mr. Rolce? Even he has been alerted!"

"Who is Rolce? Is it this old man?" Someone asked doubtfully.

"You don't even know about Rolce? How ignorant!"

"Let me tell you! Mr. Rolce is the most experienced appraiser in Saint Laurent City!"

"He has been an appraiser for almost 50 years!"

"Over the past 50 years, there has been nothing that he could not recognize. There has never been a single thing that was appraised wrongly in the past 50 years!"

"Oh my god, is it that scary?!"

"It's been 50 years and there's not even a single mistake in his appraisals. This is too scary!"

"Of course. The Adventurer's Headquarters in the capital of the Empire wanted him to go over, but he rejected it! It was because Saint Laurent City is his hometown!"

"Sir is really the treasure of Saint Laurent City!"

The crowd was talking at once, and James naturally heard them clearly.

He saw Mr. Rolce lead his men straight towards him and Jason.

Then, he said to Jason, "Sir, can you show me the entire horn?"

Naturally, Jason would not reject Rolce's request.

After all, he had come here to earn money.

Thus, he respectfully handed the horn to Rolce.

"Sir, please appraise it for me!"

Rolce picked up the horn and began to carefully examine it.

Jason was clearly starting to get nervous as he watched his item being appraised.

Although he was very confident that this horn was a Gold-rank item, and the people around him also had said so…

He did not dare to relax until he got a solid appraisal.

The surrounding observers were equally nervous.

After all, being able to see a Gold-rank extraordinary item was also something worth bragging about.

Too few people could reach the Gold rank after all.

Thus, only a few people could see a Gold-rank item in their lifetime.

Of course, there was a prerequisite for all of this — Mr. Rolce had to be certain that this was a Gold-rank item.

Otherwise, this would just be an ordinary horn!

With just two looks, Rolce was sure that this horn wasn't a Gold-rank horn.

A look of disappointment appeared in his eyes. Then, he handed the horn to the student behind him.

Although it wasn't a Gold-rank extraordinary item…

However, it was a very good source material for appraisal that could be used to teach his students.

As someone who really cared about his juniors, he was good at teaching students.

The surrounding people saw that Rolce had finished his appraisal.

Thus, they were all restless.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is this horn really a Gold-rank item?"

"Let's wait for my student to finish appraising it!" Then, Rolce did not say another word.

When the surrounding people heard this, they did not dare to continue urging him.

They could only wait for his student to finish the appraisal.